Psycho Novels & Stories

He was still whistling slowly, whatever he was trying to achieve with that I couldn’t tell, but it was obviously working and getting the effect he wanted. He had roared at me to sit down. I had seen him shaking with anger that he was trying to control. One moment he was shaking furiously, then the next her was calm and whistling like nothing happened. Psychology taught that such behaviors and people were dangerous. Only killers and psychopaths had them, he was a killer, a psychopath, he was everything that I was afraid of, everything that I was scared that I was going to be, He was the devil himse

Shaking his head as though disappointed, unable to hide his snigger, he supplied, “What do you think Psyche Plane is. Okay you go, Ms. Amira.” Standing straight, scanning the room with her eyes, as though wanting everyone to know she got it right and how impressive she was, she said in a clear voice, “Psyche plane, as a matter of discussion, exploits the idea of a being possessing a part of itself that could use the mind to unravel an ability—unconsciously or not—to suit the user’s intelligence and self-awareness.”

I turn the radio on and Ava’s sweet but psycho fills the car and me and ly sing along. Oh, she's sweet but a psycho A little bit psycho At night she screamin' "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" Oh, she's hot but a psycho So left but she's right though At night she screamin' "I'm-ma-ma-ma out my mind" She'll make you curse, but she a blessing She'll rip your shirt within a second You'll be coming back, back for seconds With your plate, you just can't help it

F*ck, I’m doomed! **********

That clench in my thighs, the rush in the deepest parts of my belly, was stronger than ever as I stared back, drenched in fear and… something else, something deeper, sinful, that I just couldn’t pick my finger on. My head dropped and I made the sign of the cross. This was sin. I would have to go back soon and do penance. The Lord gave us the spirit of discernment. I knew this was bad and the fact that I felt–Well, I don’t know what I felt–made it all the more vile. The room was silent and I heard the faint sound of pins clattering lazily. “Mrs. West?” The poor lady had dropped the pins and was snoring loudly. Did she just sleep off? Was she alright?

Why is my mind fucking blank. I'm cooked!

A story between a vampire and a werewolf. “Two lovers of different species, Khloe and Melvin, pursue their forbidden love with each other —to the chagrin of their rival clans. When Khloe is forced to choose between her heart and the pack that mistreated her, both lovers must find a way to stay United even if fate is against them.”

He said, his voice stiff and filled with regrets. " He's dangerous Nora, " he said and my heart skipped a beat. " He's a psycho," He said again, with resentment and I pushed him away. " You're the psycho" I pointed at him. " What are you saying?" He asked, taken aback by my outburst. " I said you're a psycho. A psycho who always sneaks into my room like it belongs to him. " " A psycho who thinks he knows everything about me. A shameless psycho who thinks he's better than others" The words left my mouth

The slaps were so hard that she felt dizzy like anytime she will faint. This time Erina couldn't tolerate it anymore and said with her trembling angry voice," you are not normal. Take some medicine to treat your psychotic brain or admit yourself to a mental hospital because you badly need it." Zayed heard her and this time he was furious beyond level. When we call a crazy person crazy then he surely reacts. And that's happened with Zayed. He didn't like it when Erina called him a mental patient. " Psycho!! Huh!! Yes, you are right. And, I am going to show you what this psycho can do with you. You

I look down at my cappuccino, unable to take a drink. He grins with another low rumbling chuckle. “You’re a psychology student, right?” He asks and I nod as a reply. The guy seems to know everything about me. “Well isn’t it true if you were in effect suffering from some kind of schizophrenic break from reality then shouldn’t this all be something normal for you? A schizophrenic can’t distinguish hallucinations from reality but you seem able to recognize the abnormality of what's happening to you. So essentially that you think you’re insane proves that you are indeed not insane.”